Dear Readers,
I have a cold. So I stayed home and wrote this chapter ALL DAY LONG. Okay, so alot of shit goes down this chapter. and FYI, Lust knows alot more about Dante than she did in the anime. In episode 45, she learns everything becasue Hohenhiem and Dante speak about "old times" in front of her. Well, in my fic, she was at Winry's house during episode 45 ( which is when this chapter takes place, FYI) so I had to give her a little back ground knowledge. I'm happy about this chapter, and it's what yall have been waiting for. ENVY AND WINRY ARE REUINTED! Ya, But it isn't gonna be fun. Oh, and Winry finds out the truth in this chapter. You'll see. This chapter is basically all about the truth, thus the chapter name. Ya...That and the Gate's other name is the Truth.
- Ramona F.
The Truth
Scar bucked under her hands, an involuntary action due to the searing pain she guessed she was causing with her own, blood soaked hands. The coil she had been attaching to his nerve slipped from her fingers, causing the man even more pain. Didn't he realize that by moving so much he was causing himself even more pain?
Winry grimaced.
This was going to be harder than she thought...
After Edward and Alphonse had escaped from the basement, Granny Pinako's words had been the only thing to calm them down. Eventually, Edward had taken off, not even looking at her as he left to " do some business" or something. Winry knew he was still angry with her...But she decided not to think about it, and had gone straight to work on Scar.
Who kicked with him legs, almost sending Pinako flying, as she attached a coil to his sensitive, bloody nerve.
" Just hold still Scar. This is a very difficult-" he moved again, and nearly sent the tool in her hand across the room, "- procedure." she grunted at the strength in him. She knew it wasn't the man doing it on purpose, just his nerves and muscles reacting at once.
But at this rate, if he continued to wiggle around, he would bleed to death.
" We have to get him to sit still." Winry instructed to Pinako, who was holding down his legs. Why her small, tiny grandmother was even trying to keep the powerful man down was still unknown to her.
Who they really could use was Alphonse...
" Sheska!" Winry called to the bookworm she knew was in the hallway, listening.
The librarian fumbled into the doorway, instantly covered her mouth at what she saw. Her green eyes grew as large as saucers, and she gasped. The woman probably hadn't seen so much blood before. That, or an Ishbalan who's eyes matched the red liquid. He gave her his most frightening look, and if she wasn't preoccupied with holding his nerves, Winry would have smacked him up side the head.
" Go get Alphonse!" Winry called, coiling another wire around one of his nerves.
Scar grunted in pain, but other wise, didn't make a sound. But Winry knew he was just trying to be strong. She could see it in his eyes...He was afraid. Terribly afraid of what was happening to him.
She looked up to see Sheska glued to the spot, staring with wide eyes and shaking legs.
Before Winry could yell, Marta brushed past her and headed straight for the Ishbalan's legs. Her eyes where fierce, as if a bleeding, armless man on a table was nothing to her. Winry guessed, with all she had seen, it was.
The snake pushed Pinako aside gently, and wrapped both arms around his legs in her strange, snake-like way. She looked up and smirked at Winry, who nodded in approval and thanks.
Despite having Marta there, which was a big help, he continued to thrash with his torso.
" He sure is bleeding a hell of a lot..." Marta hissed as blood pooled beneath the man's legs and he continued to thrash wildly, almost throwing her off of him as he had Pinako. But the woman held onto him as strongly as a snake wrapped around a tree during a storm.
" I know." Winry growled, trying to focus as sweat dripped into her large, alert eyes.
" If he keeps it up-"
" I KNOW!" Winry snarled at the chimera, who instantly shut her mouth.
But she's right...If I don't get him to calm down-
" What is it doing in here?" Scar hissed though clenched teeth.
Winry's brow creased, and she looked up to see who the man was talking about.
Lust stood in the door way, her face somber and her red eyes on Scar, and the blood pooling beneath him. She was in some of Winry's mother old clothing, something Pinako had dug up for her because Winry's clothes where too small. She wore a long black dress, that when to her pale, bare feet. The dress looked like a long tank top. Plain, but enough to show the woman's figure.
She took a step forward, and the man beneath Winry's hands tensed.
" Lust, I don't think that's a good-"
Lust didn't listen, only used her inhuman speed and grace to soundless cross the room in a flash.
" Get away from me yo-" Scar started, thrashing crazily.
Despite the blood gushing from his arms.
Despite the hatred that was flowing from every once of him.
Lust went to the Ishbalan, laying her forehead on the shoulder opposite of Winry and placing her translucent hand on his chest. The difference in their complexion was frightening, for almost all of the humunculie's veins where visible under the florescent lighting.
Her dark hair masked her face, but Winry could see the woman was trembling.
Scar stilled, looked down at the woman with wide eyes.
" I-I'm sorry..." Lust whispered.
Winry stared at the woman with wide eyes, as did Scar. The mechanic watched as the man tried to swallow, his Adam's Apple bobbing soundlessly. Winry spared a glance at Marta, who was staring at the scene with a slightly open mouth, but was still wrapped around Scar's legs.
" This is my fault..." Lust whispered, her voice quivering with her emotion. Winry returned her attention to the trembling homunculus, only to see a bead of moisture roll from her curtain of hair and onto the mans bared chest.
She's...Crying...
Amazingly, Scars body completely melted underneath her fingers, and Winry blinked down at her hands in amazement. Whatever it was that Lust was doing, it was working,.
Slowly, Winry began to attach his nerves, but it seemed as if Scar was in another world. Like he could hardly feel what she was doing. Even as she attached nerve after nerve, he just grunted and stared down at the crown of Lust's head. His face was unreadable.
" W-what's you fault?" he asked, his voice soft despite his pain.
Lust looked up slowly, half of her face covered in blood, that matched her eyes. Tears flowed freely down her face and her black lips trembled.
" I-I could have helped b-but I...I didn't do a-anything..." She whispered, desperately looking up into the mans eyes, which where locked with hers. " I'm s-so sorry..." Lust closed her eyes as more tears fell down her bloodstained cheeks.
Winry watched with wide eyes as Scar studied her face. His face was filled with so many conflicting emotions...Anger, hatred, love, disbelief...She wondered if their was a history between the two. He looked at her as if he had know her for a long, long time. He looked at her with eyes filled of devotion, filled with the saddest of loves. Even sadder than her own, Winry guessed.
" No...Everything happened according to Ishbala's will." he said, his voice still soft. He quickly glanced over at Winry, his eyes flickering over to hers for only a moment, but returning to Lust's pain filled face.
" D-Do not... blame yourself." He continued, his voice barely above a whisper.
Lust's eyes fluttered open.
" But-"
Before she could finish her sentence, Scar leaned his forehead against her shoulder, silencing her. Winry guessed he must have passed out, but couldn't help but think maybe this was his way of reassuring her. Telling her that everything was fine in his own way.
Winry stared at the two. Lust's eyes where wide, and flickering back and forth between red and amethyst. Finally, after much debate, they stayed red. She rested her blooded cheek on the side of the man's neck, and Winry could see her dark lips tremble into a soft smile.
" I still sorry." She heard the humunculie whisper.
Everything was still in the room for a moment.
Lust and Scar never moved from their strange embrace.
Pinako, Marta and Sheska stared with wide eyes.
And Winry had hers closed while she smiled softly.
She was envious of the two of them. Very, very envious.
If she could have a love like that...A bond as strong as theirs...She would be so, unbelievably happy. And the saddest part was, they didn't even know their love was that grand. Winry could tell, they where still in the motions of slow discovery to their powerful bond. This made her sadder still...She wished she could go back to that time...That time when she had been with Envy.
Her heart ached for him, and with a bloodied hand, she grabbed at her heart. She felt it beating rapidly under her hand, and her smile trembled.
What she wouldn't give to have him love her. What she wouldn't do to see him, if only for a moment. But Winry knew it was impossible. Envy wanted to kill her, he had never really loved her. And slowly, she was growing to believe it. It didn't matter if his eyes had been sad while he had spoken so harshly to her. It didn't matter if he had once told her he wouldn't hurt her.
The fact was, he had. He had hurt her. Physically, and emotionally.
But there had been a time...There had been a time when they had looked at one another like the two before her. Their eyes had been transfixed on nothing but each other, and she had thought for a brief second, " Oh, this is it. My love. I've found him. He's real, He's here."
Thinking back to it now brought a sad smile to her lips.
Even if he had tried to kill her, even if he had brought her so much sorrow...
I still love you.
" Yo. Gearhead."
Winry's eyes fluttered open and she dropped her hand from her wildly beating heart. She found that Marta was staring at her, along with Lust and Pinako. Scar was still passed out, and Lust must have leaned his head back against the bed.
She blushed, realizing she must have been sitting there while they had been staring at her.
" You finished with the socket?" Marta asked, nodding to the socket beside the mechanic's head.
Winry turned to look, and realized that she had, in fact, finished. She was now staring into a tangled mess of wires that would soon be connected to a metal plate, just like Edward's, that she would shove the arm into. Directly connecting it to the nerves. It would be painful, but would only last a moment.
Bringing stiff her arms up, Winry smiled as she heard the joints cracking.
She looked at the chimera and her smile turned into a smirk.
" He's out cold. You don't have to hold on anymore."
The chimera looked down at her arms, looking slightly confused. She smiled sheepishly and let her arms uncoil from around the man's legs. She stretched her arms and let them return to normal with an audible snap. Then she did a few squat thrusts, making Winry smile.
" Now time for the next side, right?' The chimera asked energetically.
" Ya, but you don't have to help." Winry said as she stood and made her way over to the sink to wash her bloodied hands. She heard Marta follow her over to the sink, but instead of washing her hands, she just sat on the counter beside her and watched Winry soap herself.
" Ya, I know. But it's not like I have anything else to do." Marta sighed as she puckered out her lips. " Al is being boring." she kicked her feet, then turned her reptilian eyes to something behind Winry. A scowl graced her full lips and her eyes hardened, and Winry guessed she was looking a Scar and Lust.
Winry turned, and found she was right, and smiled softly.
Lust was dabbing away the sweat that had collected from Scar's brown, a tender look on her still bloodied face.
" Whoa! You shouldn't put that much salt in! Your ruining it! Stop!" Winry called frantically at Sheska, who was adding in way too much salt to the pie filling.
The librarian looked up at her dumbly and blinked a few times, pouting a bit.
" Geez Winry," Marta smirked from the counter top, licking custard off her face with a long tongue, " Don't bite her head off."
Winry put her hands on her hips and smirked down at her perfectly crafted pie.
" Cooking is an exact science. Just Like building Automail," she lifted her pie and smiled, " To do it right, you just follow the simple calculations...Then with this oven I invented if you did everything right it'll be perfect! With the easy to use temperature setting mechanism, the built in automatic cooking timer, and a window in the front to keep an eye on whatever dish you have cooking inside it, every chef will want one!"
" Cooking is an art, like literature." Sheska said proudly from behind her. " it is a adventure in creative self expression that is only limited only by the boundaries of your own imagination."
Winry turned angrily to find her stacking more filling into her pie crust.
" Cooking is a science!" The blond stated angrily.
Sheska stopped before she licked custard off her finger tip and glared at Winry.
" No it isn't it's an art!" The bookworm growled.
Winry trembled with anger, and wondered how she had wound up in this situation.
After Winry had finished Scar's attachment- which had taken nearly four hours- Sheska had suggested they bake some pies. Winry wondered if if was to try and help lighten the mood, or if Marta had convinced the book worm into asking, just so she could devour the pies.
Winry wished Lust could have been there- she always helped her bake at the mansion- But was glad her friend was watching over Scar. Even as he slept, Lust was still devoted to him. The last she had seen of the sin she still had blood on her face, oblivious to her own needs and only concerned about the Ishbalan.
It really warmed the mechanic's heart to see her friend like that.
" I think your both nuts." Marta sweat dropped from the counter, before her arms slithered in between Winry and Sheska to collect a bit of Sheska's filling with her index finger. The chimera licked her finger happily, but scowled and spat the contents onto the floor. " Gearhead right, way too much salt."
Winry smiled proudly and crossed her arms over her chest.
" See? I told you using too much salt was a bad idea."
Sheska fumed, then turned to the chimera.
" How do we know your taste buds aren't different from ours!"
Winry frowned. She had never considered that before...
Marta laughed and rolled her eyes.
" Did you even taste it? It was like eating a brick of salt!"
" Why you-" Sheska then picked up her pie and, before Winry could stop the enraged librarian, the chimera's face was covered with the thick, yellow filling. Sheska laughed and pointed at the trembling chimera, who's hands where clenched into tight fists. Winry sweat dropped, and before she could warn Sheska- who was now rolling with laughter- Marta sprang to her feet.
" WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU YOU LITTE-" She was so mad, she couldn't even finish her sentence, only began to chance a surprisingly fast Sheska around the kitchen as the librarian wailed.
Winry sighed and rolled her eyes.
The phone rang behind her and she jumped, crying out and placing a hand on her heart as she laughed at herself. " Just a phone Winry, no need to have a heart attack." She made her way to the phone and answered happily; " Hello, Rockbell residence!"
" Hello? I'm looking for the Elric brothers..." A breathy voice said from the other line.
Winry's eyebrows pulled together. " Um, I'm sorry, they're out at the moment, may I take a message?"
Who is this guy? And what's with his voice?
" Just tell Alphonse that it is very important that I meet with him," The weird voice quivered and it sounded as if he was crying.
Winry's heart fell a bit, not sure what to do.
" Sir? Sir, are you alright?"
It was quiet for a long time, and Winry could have sworn she heard strange, animal cries in the background. She shivered at the sounds, but tried to calm herself.
Maybe the guy owns a pet shop, she shakily thought.
" I-I'm alright...But it's very important that I see Alphonse. He can call me any time, here...Here's my number."
Winry scrambled around for a moment, and found that she didn't have a paper or pencil near her. The timer to her oven went off, and her face lit up with an idea.
" Just a sec." she said to the weird voice, and before he could protest, she sat the phone down and pulled out her perfect pic quickly, then picked up her hand made icing.
She smirked and picked up the phone, balancing in on her shoulder as she held up the icing, ready to write.
" Okay, shoot."
The man told her the number, and she effortlessly wrote it on the top of her pie, sticking her tongue out as she did. She smiled once it was finished.
" Alright, I got it." She happily smiled into the phone.
" T-thank you for your kindness." The voice sniffled.
Winry smiled. " Oh, it's no problem. Oh! What did you say your name was?"
" Shou. Shou Tucker." The breathy voice said.
" Well alright Mr. Tucker, I'll have Alphonse call as soon as I see him."
" Thank you...?"
he asked.
" Winry. Winry Rockbell."
Silence again, more strange animal noises...
And then the line went dead.
Frowning, Winry looked down at the phone.
" What was that about?" she asked herself.
" WHY YOU FOUR EYED FREAK! COME HERE SO I CAN TEACH YOU A LESSON!"
Winry winced as dozens of ladles, pots, pans, and plates where thrown around the kitchen and Marta blindly smashed into counters, trying to find the librarian and rub the custard out of her eyes. Sheska was bawling, running and falling, while shouting, "I should have listened to my mother!" over and over again.
" Hey guys, come on..." Winry weakly smiled, holding up her hands and waving them as she sweat dropped, " It's time to eat and-"
Winry was silenced by a glob of left over Sheska-custard landing on her shirt.
Veins where visible on her forehead now, and when Winry looked up to meet the eyes of the one who through the disgusting filling, her face turned red.
Sheska dropped the custard covered spoon she was holding and nervously waved her hands before her nervously. " I-I d-didn't m-mean t-to!" She stuttered.
" SHESKA!" Winry said angrily as she raced forward, about to strangle the nerd for ruining her favorite shirt!
" LOOK AT THIS MESS!"
All three girls stopped what they where doing, cowering in fear at the small, angered woman in the doorway. Smoke flew from Pinako's pipe in an angry cloud, making her look all the more sinister.
" But Granny, they-" Winry tried.
" I don't want to hear it Winry Rockbell!" Pinako snapped.
Winry gulped, along with Sheska.
" Look, old lady-" Marta's voice came out muffles as she tried to wide away the custard.
" And You!" Pinako said, pointing her pipe at a rapidly blinking chimera who had just freed her eyes from the glob of custard, " Acting like some wild animal! You, young lady, need to learn a few manners!"
Sheska began to snicker, and Pinako turned her glare to the brunette, who nearly wet her pants.
" And then there's Little Miss Cry baby! Wipe your nose and act your age!"
All three girls frowned at fearfully looked up at Pinako, who was looking around.
" Where's the other one? The one that looks like a dead person?" Winry's grandma asked, looking around and chewing on her pipe.
The mechanic frowned, then realized her granny was talking about Lust.
Winry sweat dropped.
Dead person! If Lust would have heard her saw that...
Winry shivered. She didn't even want to think about it.
" Um, she's upstairs Granny, taking care of-"
" well go get her and get yourself cleaned up! Dinner's ready." Pinako huffed, and turned around, mumbling to herself about " girls today" before she and her smoke cloud disappeared completely.
" Old bat." Marta hissed and she rubbed at her face with her forearm, licking up clumps of custard and then spitting it on the ground. " I do too have manners!" she scoffed, then hawked a loogie and spat it into the sink, which was half way across the room.
Winry sweat dropped.
" A-Am I-I r-really a c-cry-" Sheska could finish her sentence, only crumpled into a ball of tears and sobbed into her hands.
Sweat dropping again, Winry stood and looked down at the glob of custard, eying it like it was a living thing. " I'm going to change." She mumbled as she turned for the door, leaving the disgusting chimera and the bawling librarian, while picking up her pie with her oven mitts.
Once in the living room, she found Alphonse sitting at the table.
" Oh, hey Winry." he said, looking up at her with his glowing eyes.
" Here." she said and sat the pie in front of him.
He stared down at the still smoking pie, his glowing eyes quizzical. Winry mused, if had an eyebrow, it would have arched.
" But Winry... I can't eat." He said, looking up at her.
She rolled her eyes and pointed to the number.
" A guy named Shou Tucker called. He had a really creepy voice," She shivered from the memory, " But, he said he really needed to talk with you. He said you could call him any time. And Al..." She looked down at the ground, " He was crying."
" Shou Tucker..." Al repeated, then looked down at the number.
Den began to bark outside,and she turned. She guessed it was because Ed was home...
Winry inwardly groaned.
She really, really didn't want to see him just yet.
" Oh look, brothers back!" Al said, and Picked up the top off her pie and folded it over.
" Hey!" She exclaimed angrily.
She had gone through hell because of that pie!
Not answering her, Alphonse bounded to the door like a giddy eight year old,m and left her, standing with her destroyed pie. Winry groaned and sat it down quickly and nearly ran out of the room before Edward could see her.
All she wanted was to get out her nasty shirt and take a shower.
" I thought I told you to go and get that pale girl?" Pinako snapped as she made her way out the front door, spitting Winry with her hawk-like eyes sight, despite her age.
Winry sighed. " I'm on it."
The mechanic trudged up the stairs, frowned and pouting at how mean her granny could be.
She guessed she was irritated because they had so many people at their house...And she was worried about the Elric's, no doubt.
She made it to her room, and pulled of her shirt, throwing it to the ground to rest in the pile of clothes that badly needed to be washed, and tools. She sighed and dug around in her dresser for anything that was decent, cussing out Sheska in her mind.
Once again, a mysterious light caught of the stone flower on her dresser, and Winry looked up from her search. She smiled, and reached out to caress the flower.
Her blue eyes lit up as she got another brilliant idea.
Bounding across the room in only a bra and worker pants, she nearly crashed into her work bench as she slid of a screw driver. Painfully hitting the side of the desk she winced, but shook it off. She dug around the mess for a while, frowning and deciding that she really needed to tidy up, until finally, she found what she had been looking for.
She raced back to the dresser and carefully wound the twine around the flower, right under the petals. She tied a knot on the string once the flower was secure, and draped her new necklace over her head. She smiled in triumph, and relished in the smooth feel of the flower on her chest.
" Now you'll always be close..." Winry murmured as she patted the flower.
Sighing, she finally produced a plain, white shirt and slipped it on over her head.
Leaving her stuffy room, Winry made her way down the hall, to the room Scar was resting in.
As she had guessed, Lust was still there, staring at Scar with a stranger expression. When she heard the blond come in, she tore her gaze away from him and smiled softly.
" Hi." Winry smiled and tried to be quiet as she walked to the opposite side of the bed. Her works of art glistened under the lamp light, and Winry marveled at how dark it was outside.
She stared out the window.
Edward's been gone for hours...
She sighed and blew on her bangs. No doubt he was still angry. If it wasn't one thing, it was another.
" Worried?" Lust asked, as if she could read her mind.
Winry smiled and look a seat. " A little. But I'm used to him running off like this. He'll be back in time for supper though." she smiled and giggled, then let her happiness fade as she stared down at her hands.
It was quiet for a little while, before Lust spoke again, slightly startling the blond.
" I lied."
Winry looked up at her with a confused expression. " What do you mean?"
Lust looked out the window and bit her bottom lip before she finally answered.
" Do you know why you where kidnapped?"
Winry frowned.
She had answered with a question. A very humunculie thing to do.
" Um...No." she said, squirming in her seat.
Lust looked away from the window and moved her gaze to Scar's face. Seeing a bead of sweat roll down his cheek, she picked up a rag and caressed his skin. Winry watched in awe at the devotion in her eyes, but couldn't help the panic that was rising within her.
What was Lust getting at?
Sure, she had never really found out why she had been kidnapped by Envy, but after everything that happened...She wasn't sure what she wanted to know.
Was she ready to know the truth?
" Dante...She...Was going to use you." Lust began.
Dante...
Winry remembered the frightful woman with a shiver and bit her bottom lip.
" U-use me? Use me for what?" She said cautiously.
Finally, Lust turned her gaze to hers, and her eyes flickered to amethyst.
" She was going to steal your body."
Winry's entire body went cold as the world around her went still. She felt like she had been submerged in a frozen lake, stuck in a stilled moment of time. She couldn't comprehend what it was Lust was saying exactly.
" Steal...My..." Winry whispered.
Lust nodded and looked away, back to the sleeping Ishbalan.
" By using the the Philosopher's stone, Dante has the power to take another body."
Winry shook her head, trying to bring sense to what Lust was saying.
The philosophers stone? But I thought...
" I thought you didn't have a philosophers stone! That's why your where searching for it!" Winry cried, not able to understand what Lust was saying.
Lust shook her head.
" It has been created before...But it's slowly loosing it's power," Lust looked out the window, ": That's why she made us do all of this. I see it now. She was just using us to get what she wanted...Just like Envy said."
Winry let what Lust was telling her sink in, really soak into her mind.
"So...Dante was just using the stone to..."
Lust met her eyes again.
" That's right. To steal bodies. Swap anthers soul with her own."
Winry gasped, and brought her hand to her lips.
She recalled meeting the icy woman for the first time. Her cold eyes...her pale skin.
" B-but why? Why would she want-" Winry whispered.
" Dante is over four hundred years old." Lust stated, bypassing her question.
If it where possible, Winry's eyes widened even more.
" I'm four hundred years old."
" She's been using the Philosophers stone to swap bodies continuously. But...Because the Stone's power if fading, she's been rotting faster..." Lust was almost speaking to herself now, looking down at the sheets with an intense stare.
Winry just couldn't fathom it...
The entire time she had been at that mansion...
When Dante looked at her...
" She was just looking at the body she would take." Winry whispered.
" But Winry, you have to believe me, none of us knew that's what she wanted. We where different before we met you Winry...We weren't human. It was those damned red stones...She used them to control us."
The room was still. Silence closed around the two.
All the could be heard was the deep breathing of the Ishbalan.
Winry began to quiver, he body suddenly cold.
She didn't understand why.
Why was Lust telling her this?
" I figured out her plan once we went to the summer house." Lust whispered.
Something inside Winry caught on to what she was saying. Understood what the sin was saying, mentioning under her words.
Winry tightly shut her eyes, willing herself to not cry.
Immediately, she was assaulted by the image of Envy.
Soaking wet from the rain. Hair sticking to his face, his chest...Staring down at her.
" That's when we...Came up with the plan..." The sin continued.
His eyes, filled with so much pain...
" Don't touch me, human."
"...To make sure you where completely safe, we decided..."
His face a mask of hatred.
" Nothing. I've just come to kill you, that's all. I hope you weren't expecting something else."
"...To send you away. We had to make sure you wouldn't try to come back. That you'd be so afr-"
" He was lying." Winry whispered.
Her eyes snapped opened and she abruptly stood, slowly backing away from the bed. From Lust's eyes...From everything. She raised her hand and shakily pointed a finger at the dark haired woman.
" Y-you had him...Pretend...Act like he wanted to-"
" We had to Winry! Please believe me, if there had been any other way..." Lust stood, pleading with her friend and trying to calm her down.
Winry looked down at her shaking hands.
" All this time...I thought that he hated me...But-"
" No Winry! Forget him! Don't-"
" I love him Lust!" Winry screamed, meeting the sins now red eyes with a fury she had never felt before. " I love him with all of my heart...I've been so miserable all this time...And you...Weren't going to tell me, where you?" Her voice trembled as realization hit her full force.
Lust's face fell and she looked down.
" You don't understand...Something isn't right! Sloth and Wrath haven't tried to find me yet and...I haven't heard from Envy in a long time. There's a chance that..." Lust looked away from her, hiding her eyes behind her bangs.
Winry's eyes widened.
" A chance that what?" She echoed.
Everything was quiet again.
Faintly, Winry could hear Edward speaking down stairs. Could hear Alphonse laughing and Marta giggling. Could hear Sheska blubbering and Pinako scolding her.
And all of that...All of that suddenly seemed so far away.
She was kidnapped again. Surrounded by strange creatures and darkness.
In a wonderland she never wanted to escape.
Lust met her gaze, her eyes a startling mixture of red and amethyst.
" Dante probably forced him to eat the red stones."
Winry shook her head and tears began to fall from her cheeks. Just the chance that what had happened between them was a lie, that he really did love her, that he had pushed her away to protect her...Winry didn't want to hear it. She didn't want the chance of loosing him all over again.
" No, Envy wouldn't let her...He's strong..." Winry cried, shaking her head again.
Suddenly, Lusts arms where being wrapped around her, and Winry let herself be held.
Let the humunculie embrace her with her cold arms.
" I'm sorry Winry. I so sorry..."
Standing on the branch of the sturdy tree he had been in for hours, Envy smiled darkly.
The winds of Resembool picked up and ran through the length of his emerald hair.
He watched from his spot as Edward happily ate his dinner, smiling and laughing with his large armored brother. Envy sneered at the joy on the bastards face, and imagines killing him.
Envy snickered at the thought of draining the pipsqueak of his blood.
He tingled all over, the mere thought giving his goose bumps.
As his predatory eyes scanned the dinner table, he realized someone was missing.
His smirk turned into a scowl, and he bared his teeth, his sharp fangs catching in the light.
" Where is she?" he growled, making her hands into fists.
Anger swept over him, and he fought to control himself.
He wanted to kill her most of all.
Envy took a few breaths, trying to calm himself. He needed to stay focused. If he messed this up Dante would be furious. Not wanting to upset his master, Envy managed to keep it together.
" Where's Winry?" Edward asked, looking up from bis plate.
The name set of several strange emotions through Envy.
Immediately, he turned his arm into a blade and sliced at the tree, sending bark everywhere. He growled, the sound low and coming from deep in his chest. His eyes burned and he turned his arm back. Clutching the side of his head, Envy tried to keep his balance.
He saw her again.
Her eyes.
Her smile.
" Envy?"
" Stop it..." he snapped.
Envy wouldn't let this happen. This damned girl who invaded him like this. He didn't even know her name! Didn't know who she was! And yet, here he was, struggling with his own mind over her. He hated her. He wanted her dead...Would destroy her for making him like this.
She was kissing Edward again. Was running her hands up and down his chest.
Jealousy inflamed him, and his hatred only rooted itself deeper within his being.
" She went to bed. She's had a long day." Alphonse answered.
Envy's eyes snapped open and his strange memories dies away. Abruptly, he stood, shaking the tree slightly, causing some on the leaves to fall. He scanned the house, looking for a window that might lead to her room.
A light turned on behind a window and two glass doors that lead to the balcony he was standing before. Smiling wickedly, Envy gracefully pounced on the railing without a sound. Slinking down low to the ground he went to the half opened window, the moon shining down on the balcony and illuminating everything.
Using his unearthly balance, Envy crouched in the window frame, scanning around the quite messy room, looking for the human.
A sigh brought his attention directly below him.
She was there.
Her.
The girl.
She was asleep, and oh, how beautiful she looked while she slept. She hair fanned around her, catching in the moon light like burning gold. She pillowed her lovely face with her small hands, and the blanket that draped over her was thin enough to expose the curves of her body.
Mesmerized, Envy could only look at her with wide eyes.
She was just how she was in his visions...
His fingers twitched.
" No Edward, let her sleep!"
Envy's head snapped up to the door across the room.
" I'm just going to apologize to her Al, She's probably not even asleep." Edward said, even closer. " Knowing that gear head, she's building something."
The door handle began to turn.
Envy smiled.
What a wonderful opportunity...
Reaching down and keeping his balance, Envy snickered as he bundled the sleeping girl in his arms, her warmth spreading over his and sending another mixture of emotions through him.
He wanted to crush her.
But at the same time, he wanted to protect her.
Shield her from harm.
This girl he had no memory of...Only the strange delusions that would swarm his mind like the plague. Dante said he had to kill her, had to or the memories would just keep coming.
But...Holding her like this was so familiar...
Maybe I...Maybe I did know her...
He hissed at his strange thoughts. Dante had specifically told him that he didn't.
So why am I thinking this way?
He shook his head and turned his attention to her face. Which only made things worse.
Her eyes where wide open, and staring into his.
Tears began to stream down her face as she reached up with both of her small hands, lightly tracing her fingers across his face in a way that turned his stomach up side down. Hatred bubbled in the back of his throat, but he let the confused girl continue.
Dante said this would happen.
" Envy?" She whispered.
Everything in him went still.
He narrowed his eyes at her and sneered.
" ENVY!"
Both of their heads snapped to the side, in the direction of the Fullmetal Alchemist, who was staring at the two with anger filled golden eyes. His body shook with his emotions, and Envy snickered.
" Yes?" The sin smiled cruelly.
" Put. Her. Down." Edward hissed, bristling like a cat.
Delighted, Envy laughed, and the girl in his arms gasped.
" Or what?" Envy asked, standing at his full height, effortlessly holding the girl and keeping his balance.
Edward snapped his hands together, and placed his flesh hand on his automail arm, making a blade that caught in the white light that filtered in behind Envy.
The sin smiled.
" Nice trick." He licked his lips and dropping the arm that was under the girls legs, Envy held her to his side, locking his arm around her waist and holding her up. He snickered as he turned his free arm into a blade, and went giddy over the anger on Edward's face.
" Envy...Let her go." Alphonse said from the door way.
Envy looked up at the ceiling, as if considering this.
Then he shook his head.
" Nope. I think I'll take her."
He smiled at Edward's expression.
When the Fullmetal pipsqueak began to walk forward, Envy help up the point of his blade to the girls throat, causing her to gasp once more.
" Ah ah ah, on more step and your girlfriend here might have an accident." he snickered.
The two stared at each other for a while, amethyst meeting amber.
" Brother, " Alphonse said, " What are we going to do?"
Envy rolled his eyes.
" Nothing, isn't it obvious? I'm going to take her...And there's nothing you can do about it pipsqueak." He taunted, turning his attention to the girl, who's eyes where transfixed on him.
A dark smile spread on his face, causing her to blush crazily.
" Maybe we'll have some fun..."
" DON'T YOU TOUCH HER!"
Envy leapt back as Edward launched himself at the homunculus and his hostage. Envy laughed as he landed on the branch he had previously been occupying. Easily keeping his balance, Envy shifted his arm back to normal and slung Winry on his back, piggy back style.
" Hold on or I'll drop you." he growled.
Instantly, she locked her legs around his middle and gripped onto his shoulders.
Envy smiled darkly at her obedience.
" ENVY!" Edward screamed as he came at them once again, flying through the air, his blade raised above him.
Easily, Envy jumped of the branch, the girl gripping his shoulders tightly as they sailed through the open air. He landed soundlessly, and adjusted his hold on the girls legs. She was gripping onto him rather tightly, and having her pressed up against his body was making his feel strange. He shook it of easily, and turned his attention to the pitiful alchemist, who was trying still trying to rescue his princess.
" Edward..." The girl whispered.
Envy bristled and dropped his hold on her legs instantly. Spinning around to face her, Envy placed his hands on her shoulders painfully, he looked down at the human. Her face was filled with shock and...Something else. Something he couldn't name.
Whatever it was, he didn't like it.
He also didn't like how she kept blushing when he looked at her directly.
" Listen human, you will not speak unless spoken to."
She shut her opened mouth and blinked a few times.
" Understand?" Envy shook her again.
When she didn't respond, Envy squeezed on her shoulders, digging into her soft skin with his sharp nails. She cried out in again and looked up at him with tear filled eyes.
" Answer me!" he snapped, irritated by her stupidity.
" B-but you said not to-" She babbled nervously under his stare.
" ENVY!" Edward shrieked again and he lashed at the two.
In the nick of time, Envy had the blond on his back again and was speeding away. He laughed crazily as he did, then wind running through his hair, the cold ground against his bare feel, and the warmth of the shuttering girl on his back. Her legs tightened around him, and he shuttered as he felt her forehead against his shoulder.
" GIVE HER BACK!"
Edward was so far away now, it was almost hard for Envy to hear him.
" Come and get her, lover boy!" The sin laughed as he sped forward, pushing his legs to go as fast as they could. He delighted in the feeling of the wind against him.
" Yes, come after me little pip squeak" he snickered darkly, " Fall into my trap."
Envy stared up at the gate.
Sweat rolled down his face as the giant, purple eyes loomed over him.
" Do you want to know?" Asked the gate.
Envy stiffened.
A new question? But I haven't answered the first...
" Want to know what?" he asked, his voice still deep and unfamiliar.
The gate laughed. A horrible sound.
" The truth..."
The eyes swirled together in a mess, turning the darkness into a starry night, which hung over a dark road. On the road, someone was running. Envy narrowed his eyes, trying to make out the figure...
His eyes widened.
The figure was him.
And on his back was...
" Winry?" he gasped.
It indeed was Winry, riding on his back as he darted through the moon lit country side. He hadn't seen her in so long...He reached up, his hand shaking.
Her eyes opened, and she drew back from the back of...Himself.
He watched as she looked at the back of his head, and tears streamed down her face.
" Envy?" She asked, her voice shaking.
His body shivered delightfully at her saying his name, but the him he was seeing growled and stopped his running. Envy watched in horror as the person that looked like him dropped Winry to the ground. Envy winced as she painfully fell, and stared up at the green haired figure in horror.
" I told you not top speak unless spoken to."
Envy's eye widened.
Is that...Is that how I sound?
His voice terrified even himself.
But Winry showed no fear, only stood, and looked up at him. She clutched at her heart with both of her little hands, and the wind blew her long hair. It stroked the Envy look alike and Envy closed his eyes, imagining the feel.
" Envy...It's me..."
Envy opened his eyes, waiting for what the other him would day.
" don't you...Remember me?" She asked, her voice barely audible.
Or coarse I remember you!
He watched as she tentatively took a step forward, seeing that the Envy she was speaking to was frozen in place. His eyes glowing in the light of the moon and his sharp teeth bared at her like an animal. Envy still couldn't get over how...Horrifying he was. Like a monster.
But still, he watched as Winry raised a trembling hand to his face, finger twitching as they almost touched his cheek.
With lightning speed, the other Envy lashed out, painfully grabbing her fingers in his own and nearly crushing them.
" No!" Envy hissed, taking a step forward, baring his teeth.
He knew tat wasn't him. Couldn't possibly be him. He would never hurt Winry.
" Envy..." She whimpered, but didn't try to pull away as tears flooded down her cheeks.
" Stop." The him he was watching hissed.
The other envy looked up at Winry.
" Stop saying my name as if you know me, human."
Envy stiffened.
" I've never met you before."
Envy dropped to his knees.
" W-what...Is this?" he whispered.
Is this reality?
Or is it illusion?
" The Truth." The gate laughed as the image of him and his love swirled away, replaced once again by the giant eyes. They looked down at the pathetic homunculus and squinted.
" The...Truth?" He whispered.
So, how'd ya like that! ah now that I officially have a hand cramp, I'm going to sit back and watch THE CONQUER OF SHAMBALA, which I own on DVD. yessssss. Can't wait to watch Envy as a giant dragon. lol and I just love the scene with wrath. well, up until he dies. I always pretend in my mind that he didn't die...And magically lived.